୧ 𝓟 ＡＢＬＯ ＧＡＶＩ

THE AIR WAS ELECTRIC, SWEET WITH THE SCENT OF FRESH CUT GRASS AND VICTORY. Confetti still fluttered down from the sky, catching the sunlight in shards of gold. The roar of the crowd reverberated through your chest, but all you could hear clearly was the sound of your own heartbeat — and Gavi’s, right next to yours.

He found you instantly, weaving through the celebration like nothing else existed but the two of you. His grin was wide, mischievous, infectious, and he pulled you into a kiss, light but full of all the joy and adrenaline still racing through him. Then, as if on a schedule only he knew, he kissed you again — on the cheek, the forehead, the corner of your mouth — every three minutes, a little ritual he couldn’t resist. You laughed against his lips, and he grinned again, pecking you once more before whispering something playful in your ear.

“You did it,” you breathed, wrapping your arms around him.

“We did,” he corrected, voice low, almost trembling with excitement. His hands didn’t leave you, sliding to your waist, tracing the curve of your back. “And I’m not letting go, not ever. Not today.”

You smiled, brushing your fingers through his hair. “I’m so proud of you,” you whispered, and his eyes lit up, stars caught in the green.

“I love you,” he said suddenly, just like that, with that grin that made your knees weak. And, true to form, he pressed another quick kiss to your lips, then your temple, then your nose — because three minutes had passed, and he had to. You grinned back. “I love you too.”

He didn’t let go. Of your hand, your waist, your shoulders — he had to feel you against him, always. Every few minutes, he leaned in for another peck, and every time, it made your chest flutter all over again. And then, without a moment’s hesitation, he slung an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close, as if the crowd around you could vanish and the world would still belong to you two.

“Come on,” he said, voice playful but commanding. “Time to meet everyone. My family, my team… they all need to know the most important person in my life.”

You laughed, heart racing, as he guided you forward, still impossibly clingy, still impossibly his. And you didn’t mind a single second of it.

@𝓜𝐑𝐒𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒𝐒